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The Spiritual Cost of The Iraq and Afghanistan Wars

For those who have studied it, it is well known that war incurs many penalties. It makes enemies out of the opponents and many observers. It creates psychological harm to both the winners and the loosers. It damages the environment. It costs economies precious resources and forces the working class to incur a debt that can take generations to pay back.

But what of the spiritual costs of war. How does war affect the souls of those who are caught up in it? Is there anything to be gained? What of Karma or Orlog? How does this promote peace of mind?

In this article I provide links to several videos which are on You Tube. This compilation of videos is intended to provide a vignette into the soul of warfare from the eyes of those who make war.

After watching these videos, I invite you to ponder the question what is the true cost of war?

OM

I don’t claim to be either right or wrong. But here is what I have perceived in my quest for truth and my opening to the truth.

I have percieved that the “Unity of God” concept is an important tool in aligning oneself with the law. It allows you to communicate with an all knowing all powerful being who can shape the Universe to instruct you at his will. I use him because in this manifestation he is most appropriate to the feeling and sense of the being. When the time comes to make a choice, it is HE who drafts the agreement and warns you of the consequences.

I have percieved that “Goddess” can bring comfort and healing to the heart that weeps. She can wipe the tears and hold you accountable. When the time comes for you to pay up and answer for the consequences of your choices, it is SHE who gives you comfort as you work through the learning. It is she who patiently explains to you how to avoid making the same mistake in the future.

I have percieved that there are millions upon millions of intelligences, that every molecule of the universe seems to have an individual intelligence, and that it is the intelligences beyond the veil that are responsible for most of the physical laws of the universe.

I have perceived that we are all a part of god, that we are all god, and that the universe is an illusion created by consensus and agreement between the individual perceptions of the individual intelligences that participate in the show. It is a dance of lovers, billions upon trillions upon quadrillions of lovers.

I believe at this point that the natural law is the ease that comes from following the path of least resistance in navigating the ever changing waters of the grand agreement. That the universe is the grand agreement. That we are all part of it’s creation and we are all subject to its arbitration. We hold each other accountable even while we sleep the slumber of confusion.

There exists the possibility of heaven on earth as promised in the Christian bible, but it must come with consent. It will be a new dance between new consenting adults so to speak in which love is the law, love that honors the will of each dancer, without the need for fear or dominion.

Allah Be Praised,
Goddess Be Praised,
Buddah Be Praised,
“Praise Jesus and AMEN!”,
Lucifer be Praised,
Promethius we honor your sacrifice,
Let every man and woman know the Dao.

(OM)

A New Friend

I have recently made a new friend in Colorado. He has a fantastic site worth reading http://www.roage.com.

I have copied one of his stories and placed it here for your perusal, but all credit goes to him and those whom he would credit.

The Man In His Cage by Roage

What evil trick has man fallen for that lead to this life we lead? We were once awake, free and conscious of that which men call God.

One day a man, being bored, in his idle time wondered that if there was a “good” force, meaning God, then there could be “bad” force. He became frightened of these thoughts. So rattled by this fiction was he that the man asked God to build a protective barrier to keep this “bad” force at bay and to protect him from this bad mental creation. As is often the case “could” becomes “should” and the man’s confusion drove him to action. God did not want to impinge on the free thought of his creation and thought it best to warn the man rather then allow the man to learn the lesson of his mistake. God told man, “You have confused yourself. You should not dabble in this fiction as it is folly and there will be consequences.” “What consequences?” the man replied. “You could lose yourself, forget all about me and even convince yourself that you can die” God explained. The man laughed, “Never!” The man became insistent that God build him a barrier to this “bad” force.

So God constructed this protective barrier for the man as the man requested and made the walls stronger then the man could breach. The man was pleased and walked inside and tested the walls. The man said, “I feel secure in here but the walls are confining and it is dark in here. Can you make the walls invisible and such that I cannot perceive that they are there? “Shall I do so?” God asked. “Yes, and can I leave at any time?” the man asked, “Yes” answered God. The man thought about it. He asked, “Can you make it so the barrier moves with me so that I cannot accidentally leave it even if I tried?” “Yes”, answered God. “Can you make the barrier larger then the earth so I can go where I please.” “I will not do that”, answered God, “There are other men and women on the earth that are not afflicted with your confused fear and I will not subject them against their will to your confusion.” The man thought about it for a while and asked, “If I can convince them all that they are better of within the barrier then without and they choose to enter then you will expand the barrier to accommodate them?” asked the man. “Yes”, answered God. “Under these conditions”, God added, “You cannot use force to bring people inside the barrier. They must enter willingly and know what they are giving up. Also”, God continued, “When a man or woman convinces themselves that they died then they will be removed from the barrier and rendered unable to return.” The man agreed.

The man set about his task of recruiting companions. Most shook their heads and said, “You are confused. There is no “bad” force.” The man was undeterred, “You cannot know this bad force as it looks just like God and speaks with his voice.” Soon, as word of his protective barrier spread, more people willingly entered the enclosure fearing this unseen “bad” force.

The man choose a wife from the multitude that now inhabited the ever expanding barrier and she bore him a child. “I wish my child to be protected within the barrier.” The man declared. “No!” God said, “The child is free to come and go until he is at an age where he can choose for himself.” The man was not pleased and since the child could not see the barrier the man choose to withhold that knowledge from his child. When the time came when the child grew to the age of consent the man told him that he was better off within barrier then without and used fear to influence his child’s will.

It was not long before all men and women had chosen to enter the barrier. As God predicted those that had died were removed from the barrier and never returned. God said, “This is madness! When will you cease this nonsense?” The people within the barrier became afraid and said, “You are the ‘bad’ force. Be gone from our sight and never trouble us again!” God reluctantly complied.

Many generations had come and gone. The people did not pass on the knowledge of the barrier to their children had all forgotten of the barrier’s existence. Without the counsel of God, men and women engaged in ever more self-destructive behaviors. They were now firmly convinced that death was the end and God was a powerless force as only “bad” things were happening. Many did not even believe in God and tried to make friends with this fictional “bad” force by employing more and more complicated fictional procedures and rules.

God, complying with the wishes of their parents, was left outside of the barrier unwilling to break his word, by the people’s request, kept from taking action. The people within began suffering in ignorance and pleaded to God for help. God sent messengers into the enclosure to try to teach them where they went wrong. God continued to honor his word. A few people listened and heeded God’s direction and although they remained in the cage their lives became better for doing so. However, most had become confused and a few people even sought to dominate the rest. They used the fear of the “bad” force to scare people into submission. Things became worse.

God decided that he would enter the enclosure in the form of a man and teach those inside of the barrier and what it is like to live free on the outside and the proper ways to live. He said death is not the end and you can live free and not be confined in the barrier. The people would have none of it. Those that dominated the rest attacked God in his disguise and attacked those people that choose to listen to his words. They tortured and destroyed the disguise and it became lifeless. God left the barrier to observe if the lesson had been learned. Some had retained the knowledge of the barrier and how to escape. Those that dominated sought out those who were free and convinced them that they would be provided everything if they would not reveal the secret on how to become free. Those who were free conceded and lived like kings. Those that dominated then located all writings and references to the secret and killed all people that were still trying to learn the secret. The people were threatened with torture and death if they sought to escape and be free of the barrier. They lied and said if you do not obey us then the “bad” force will make you die forever.

Even with that, the secret was spreading. It became necessary to create a structure to manage the people who were looking for God. Those that dominated had destroyed all references to the secret of freedom but allowed some of the proper ways to live to remain. They then made a hero of the disguised man. They codified the proper ways to live among other things in a book and threatened the people that they should look no farther then the book for answers.

The children of those that escaped by listening to the words of the disguised man, after a few generations, themselves forgot the secret to escape and the secret remained only with those that dominated. The people were not only firmly under the domination of the few but captive within the barrier. As time went on a few of the enslaved people, through following the proper ways to live, began stumbling upon the secret. They created a nation and began living outside the power of those that dominated. That again would not do, so those that dominated decided that they had to corrupt the people and confuse them that God was a fiction. They invented new fictions to confuse the people and made those that sought to obey the proper ways a laughingstock so that the people would abandon their search and once engage is self-destructive behaviors.

Then one day, an odd man thought, “what if what is happening in my life is a lie? What if the man in the disguise was right? What if I do live forever? If there was a God then what do I need to do to find him and ask him to make me free?” So he set about his life to find this God that people referred to but could not see. God saw this initiative and began giving this odd man clues. The clues were subtle and only for the odd man to see. Men standing right next to the odd man attributed these strange occurrences to chance or luck. The special occurrences and events stuck out in the odd man’s mind because he had thoughts come to him coincidently about what was about to happen had already prepared him for what he was to see. The odd man noted that he could not relay these thoughts to others as they would not listen or believe. It raised even more questions in the odd man’s mind like, “What if these curious coincidences, that are happening more frequently, are not coincidences at all? Where were these thoughts coming from? How is it that I became perfectly positioned to see these wondrous events and had this foreknowledge?”

As time went on the odd man noticed that he was being led and sometimes had no choice but to see the clues that God was sending him, in his mind, in his life and that he was amassing interesting knowledge and views that no one around him shared. The odd man then concluded that these wondrous things could only be the work of this unseen God. He began to address the open air to prompt this unseen God to communicate in a voice that he could hear. God did not answer but more thoughts came to his mind. They were specific rules by which he would be allowed to perceive God without seeing God or hearing God. The odd man then studied the rules so that he knew them by heart. The rules provided all that he must do and they were surprisingly simple.

God watched from outside of the barrier and decided that those, like this odd man, who could not be logically held to the original agreement, truly wished to be free and acknowledged that God would free them would be given the secret and could count on God’s assistance. To protect these free people, like the odd man, God would allow them to live unnoticed by the confused people and even unnoticed by those that dominate. These free people remain undetectable and appear as any other man or woman but they are free of the barrier. God communicates with them in ways the confused, or those that dominate, are not able to perceive. The secret is only available to those who really want to be free and are willing to allow God to protect them.

Years went by as the odd man mulled over the rules and procedure in his mind. He noticed that things in his life were changing. He found he was not free to do certain things and he was being led somewhere. He could not yet discern the reason but he had attributed it to God. Towards the end he found that had little freedom to do anything he wanted. In a fit of frustration the odd man decide that he would try to comply with the rules and the procedure.

Suddenly, the odd man was startled when he was able to perceive God. He was able to communicate with God freely. It was not that he could see God or hear God but he could know in his mind with absolute certainty that God was there and what God was telling and teaching him. The odd man then understood why man had chosen that God remain silent and that God was simply complying with man’s will.

The odd man was allowed to share his secret only with those others that God deemed ready to be free and only those people. Those that were not ready would not understand, not believe or simply be distracted from the secret knowledge the odd man relayed.

The odd man also realized that God decided that the original experiment had run its course. He could not allow the confusion to continue. God decided that most people had become so confused that they had no chance of ever returning on their own. God would decide to allow the rest of the people to “die” their painful “death” and at last break free of the barrier. It pained God but most people willfully decided to remain confused and engage in self-destructive behaviors. God simply complied with their wish. To allow them to suffer in the cage no longer served a valuable purpose as the lesson was learned but the way back for these people was obscured and out of their reach as they chose to be so confused.

Now if you are such a man or woman that wishes to be free. The only thing that keeps you enslaved is fear of this thing called “death” or the intimidation of those that dominate. One can easily live free on this earth, free from the confused and free from those few people that dominate. The barrier is a fiction that we have ourselves constructed along with the fictional reason for the barrier in the first place. When we really want out and we can face our unfounded fear, we can live free of this fictional barrier or this fictional “bad” force. We are then free on this earth and live side by side with the confused. They will not know. How can they? God does not permit them to know. That is the protection that God offers. They cannot see or think that we can be free while they remain enslaved. Those that “die” are also free but they are not allowed return to the cage. Why would anyone want to anyway? It is, after all, a stupid idea.

If you are interested in knowing how things are instead of what we are told and want to know how to escape then Click Here.

You must remember that if you truly do not wish to be free and you do not want to meet God then the words will not have meaning, they will be confusing or you will not be able to allow yourself to believe.

The Long Winding Road

A friend of mine named Andy shared this with me today and I felt that it was worth sharing.

“Over the years I have read a lot of stuff and have come to realize that there are no “one size fits all” program’s to enlightenment out there, which is not to say that one can’t learn (and I certainly have) from other peoples insights. I am always open to new ideas but most often, when I really explore them I find that the underlying principals of those ideas are already part of my spiritual foundation.

Each new idea is a stepping stone that can be laid on your path but once the path is clear I have found it best to just walk it. If you find that you often loose your way, you can always look for guidance but I will tell you from my own personal experience that I have learned a great many things on life’s little detours.

As long as your not walking in endless circles your probably not really lost.”

I originally posted this article with only the above text. I knew that it resonated with me and that it was an important observation. But today the importance of it became much clearer. Sometimes things need to germinate before they spring forth and bear fruit I suppose.

Aleister Crowley is attributed with the quote “Every man and every woman is a star.” He later explains that what he means by that is that “…every human being is intrinsically an independent individual with his own proper character and proper motion”. He goes on to begin to lay the framework regarding the meaning of true will by pointing out that “Every man and every woman has a course, depending partly on the self, and partly on the environment which is natural and necessary for each. Anyone who is forced from his own course, either through not understanding himself, or through external opposition, comes into conflict with the order of the Universe, and suffers accordingly…A man whose conscious will is at odds with his True Will is wasting his strength. He cannot hope to influence his environment efficiently…man who is doing his True Will has the inertia of the Universe to assist him.”

Herin lies the dilema of the guru, or for that matter the pupil. If the guru has found the path to enlightenment, he most certainly cannot share it with his pupil, because the path of the guru, and the path of the pupil must inevitably be different paths. While both may be able to reach the same destination, they cannot follow the same path in the spacetime continuum. It follows then that there are facts and then there are facts.

Crowley points out that “One asset in the Audit of a fact is the amount of knowledge which it covers.” he gives the following example:

(2 + 5)2 = 49; (3 + 4)2 = 49; (6 + 2)2 =64; (7 + 1)2 = 64; (9 + 4)2 = 169 are isolated facts, no more; worse, the coincidences of 49 and 64 might start the wildest phantasies in your head—”something mysterious about this.” But if you write “The sum of the squares of any two numbers is the sum of the square of each plus twice their multiple”—(a + b)2 = a2 + b{2} + 2ab—you have got a fact which covers every possible case, and exhibits one aspect of the nature of numbers them- selves.

So here we find the true value of an enlightened one. What sort of quality facts can he or she observe that begin to get to one aspect of the nature of man (and woman’s) existence. What postulates might the guru provide to the pupil that will enable him to order the more common facts into a framework that will allow that pupil to be what they are meant to be?

So, traveling through life and observing the experiences and cherishing the memories with an open heart and mind and in love, seems to indeed be the most basic “fact” of existence for those who follow the path toward peace of mind. But are there any things that can be said about the true nature of existence that will serve others as valuable signposts as they find and follow their own unique paths?

Dharma, Orlog, Threefold Law, The Way of Things

In recent times I have been engaged in a meditation on the Norse concept of “orlog”, as well as a learning of the Bhudist concept of Dharma. Both of these concepts refer at their basis as the law or the way of things. Law as in the law of nature versus rule of law though on closer examination there is little difference.

Modern scientists might refer to the concept of Orlog, or Dharma, as the law of cause and effect, whereas the Wiccan practicioner refers to it as the Threefold Law. Each of these three notions in one way or another describes this thing which I will refer to here as the Way of Things in order to try to remain neutral. But each of the other three concepts examines a different part of the elephant.

I will examine what may be simply a fourth part in this blog.

I often hear people with a Christian ubpringing when accused of a misdeed saying “It’s not my fault”. My budding understanding of the Way of Things says “Yes, you are right, it is not your fault you did this thing or that. You were influenced by the emotional states brought on by your past experiences which were the result of the effect of your earlier actions which were the result of your thoughts which were the results of your previous emitional states and your circumstances at the time…” And so the wheel of Dharma turns, and the Orlog is built up in layer upon layer of cycles through many seasons, generations, incarnations and ages.

In effect this understanding shows me that what we do is “Not our fault” and “Totally our fault at the same time”. This is all predicated of course on the presumption of re-incarnation and an immortal stream of conciousness which makes up both our individuality and our oneness with all things. If there is no re-incarnation, if we simply die and cease to exist at the end of our relatively short time on this earth, then ceartainly, “It’s not my fault” carries more weight.

Nevertheless, something in me tells me that biological death may not be the end of it all. In either case our progression is determined by our ability to remain calm and clear headed and to think before we act. Manifestations of abilities developed demonstrate that dilligence has been applied to this notion of thoughtfulness and concentration at some point or another.

But it is all to easy to become attached to the abilities we have been able to manifest through our past dilligence, and in so doing we become thoughtless in our skill. This can lead to a dissolution of our karmic credit so to speak.

To illustrate my point:

I have been running for about 6 months now and have gone from being able to run only about 3/10 of a mile, to running 4 miles in about 49 minutes. I have become somewhat addicted to running. Initially it took concentration to develop the dilligence to go run 3 times a week, and the pain often reduced that to 2 times a week. I would initially use the elliptical mill as an alternative to running while my calves and knees healed. Now I have learned techniques that enable me to run for quite a distance without injury and running is now pleasurable.

However before when I was breaking things up with different pursuits I began to loose weight and look better. Lately since I have been running for my cardio almost exclusively I have begun to feel a dull pain in my shins and my weight loss has stopped.

It occurs to me that whatever pursuits we engage in for the betterment of ourselves and to develop ourselves as individuals, we need to be careful to not become attached to any one or other of these pursuits, or staleness sets in, and eventually we regress.

This brought me to the realization that pausing for a moment , closing my eyes, and opening my mind and heart to something else in the same way we sometimes close our eyes and take in the breath and smells of the country or a well kept kitchen, this pausing puts me in touch with what I believe to be a higher self. In doing this, I find that thoughtless action becomes thoughtful action and that a beter plan of action with better consequences ensues.

This is a new discovery for me and may seem old hat to others. But I share it none the less in the hope that my perspective will in some way be of benefit to someone else who is close to attaining this understanding. For whatever it is worth.

Ann Ryand on Money

From Atlas Shrugged, by Ann Ryand page 387

Rearden heard Bertram Scudder, outside the group, say to a girl who made some sound of indignation, “Don’t let him disturb you. You know, money is the root of all evil—and he’s the typical product of money.”

Rearden did not think that Francisco could have heard it, but he saw Francisco turning to them with a gravely courteous smile.

“So you think that money is the root of all evil?” said Francisco d’Aconia. “Have you ever asked what is the root of money? Money is a tool of exchange, which can’t exist unless there are goods produced and men able to produce them. Money is the material shape of the principle that men who wish to deal with one another must deal by trade and give value for value. Money is not the tool of the moochers, who claim your product by tears, or of the looters, who take it from you by force. Money is made possible only by the men who produce. Is this what you consider evil?

“When you accept money in payment for your effort, you do so only on the conviction that you will exchange it for the product of the effort of others. It is not the moochers or the looters who give value to money. Not an ocean of tears nor all the guns in the world can transform those pieces of paper in your wallet into the bread you will need to survive tomorrow. Those pieces of paper, which should have been gold, are a token of honor— your claim upon the energy of the men who produce. Your wallet is your statement of hope that somewhere in the world around you there are men who will not default on that moral principle which is the root of money. Is this what you consider evil?

“Have you ever looked for the root of production? Take a look at an electric generator and dare tell yourself that it was created by the muscular effort of unthinking brutes. Try to grow a seed of wheat without the knowledge left to you by men who had to discover it for the first time. Try to obtain your food by means of nothing but physical motions—and you’ll learn that man’s mind is the root of all the goods produced and of all the wealth that has ever existed on earth.

“But you say that money is made by the strong at the expense of the weak? What strength do you mean? It is not the strength of guns or muscles. Wealth is the product of man’s capacity to think. Then is money made by the man who invents a motor at the expense of those who did not invent it? Is money made by the intelligent at the expense of the fools? By the able at the expense of the incompetent? By the ambitious at the expense of the lazy? Money is MADE—before it can be looted or mooched—made by the effort of every honest man, each to the extent of his ability. An honest man is one who knows that he can’t consume more than he has produced.

“To trade by means of money is the code of the men of good will. Money rests on the axiom that every man is the owner of his mind and his effort. Money allows no power to prescribe the value of your effort except by the voluntary choice of the man who is willing to trade you his effort in return. Money permits you to obtain for your goods and your labor that which they are worth to the men who buy them, but no more. Money permits no deals except those to mutual benefit by the unforced judgment of the traders. Money demands of you the recognition that men must work for their own benefit, not for their own injury, for their gain, not their loss—the recognition that they are not beasts of burden, born to carry the weight of your misery—that you must offer them values, not wounds—that the common bond among men is not the exchange of suffering, but the exchange of GOODS. Money demands that you sell, not your weakness to men’s stupidity, but your talent to their reason; it demands that you buy, not the shoddiest they offer, but the best your money can find. And when men live by trade—with reason, not force, as their final arbiter—it is the best product that wins, the best performance, then man of best judgment and highest ability—and the degree of a man’s productiveness is the degree of his reward. This is the code of existence whose tool and symbol is money. Is this what you consider evil?

“But money is only a tool. It will take you wherever you wish, but it will not replace you as the driver. It will give you the means for the satisfaction of your desires, but it will not provide you with desires. Money is the scourge of the men who attempt to reverse the law of causality—the men who seek to replace the mind by seizing the products of the mind.

“Money will not purchase happiness for the man who has no concept of what he wants; money will not give him a code of values, if he’s evaded the knowledge of what to value, and it will not provide him with a purpose, if he’s evaded the choice of what to seek. Money will not buy intelligence for the fool, or admiration for the coward, or respect for the incompetent. The man who attempts to purchase the brains of his superiors to serve him, with his money replacing his judgment, ends up by becoming the victim of his inferiors. The men of intelligence desert him, but the cheats and the frauds come flocking to him, drawn by a law which he has not discovered: that no man may be smaller than his money. Is this the reason why you call it evil?

“Only the man who does not need it, is fit to inherit wealth—the man who would make his own fortune no matter where he started. If an heir is equal to his money, it serves him; if not, it destroys him. But you look on and you cry that money corrupted him. Did it? Or did he corrupt his money? Do not envy a worthless heir; his wealth is not yours and you would have done no better with it. Do not think that it should have been distributed among you; loading the world with fifty parasites instead of one, would not bring back the dead virtue which was the fortune. Money is a living power that dies without its root. Money will not serve that mind that cannot match it. Is this the reason why you call it evil?

“Money is your means of survival. The verdict which you pronounce upon the source of your livelihood is the verdict you pronounce upon your life. If the source is corrupt, you have damned your own existence. Did you get your money by fraud? By pandering to men’s vices or men’s stupidity? By catering to fools, in the hope of getting more than your ability deserves? By lowering your standards? By doing work you despise for purchasers you scorn? If so, then your money will not give you a moment’s or a penny’s worth of joy. Then all the things you buy will become, not a tribute to you, but a reproach; not an achievement, but a reminder of shame. Then you’ll scream that money is evil. Evil, because it would not pinch-hit for your self-respect? Evil, because it would not let you enjoy your depravity? Is this the root of your hatred of money?

“Money will always remain an effect and refuse to replace you as the cause. Money is the product of virtue, but it will not give you virtue and it will not redeem your vices. Money will not give you the unearned, neither in matter nor in spirit. Is this the root of your hatred of money?

“Or did you say it’s the LOVE of money that’s the root of all evil? To love a thing is to know and love its nature. To love money is to know and love the fact that money is the creation of the best power within you, and your passkey to trade your effort for the effort of the best among men. It’s the person who would sell his soul for a nickel, who is the loudest in proclaiming his hatred of money—and he has good reason to hate it. The lovers of money are willing to work for it. They know they are able to deserve it.”

“Let me give you a tip on a clue to men’s characters: the man who damns money has obtained it dishonorably; the man who respects it has earned it.

“Run for your life from any man who tells you that money is evil. That sentence is the leper’s bell of an approaching looter. So long as men live together on earth and need means to deal with one another—their only substitute, if they abandon money, is the muzzle of a gun.

“But money demands of you the highest virtues, if you wish to make it or to keep it. Men who have no courage, pride, or self-esteem, men who have no moral sense of their right to their money and are not willing to defend it as they defend their life, men who apologize for being rich—will not remain rich for long. They are the natural bait for the swarms of looters that stay under rocks for centuries, but come crawling out at the first smell of a man who begs to be forgiven for the guilt of owning wealth. They will hasten to relieve him of the guilt—and of his life, as he deserves.

“Then you will see the rise of the double standard—the men who live by force, yet count on those who live by trade to create the value of their looted money—the men who are the hitchhikers of virtue. In a moral society, these are the criminals, and the statutes are written to protect you against them. But when a society establishes criminals-by-right and looters-by-law—men who use force to seize the wealth of DISARMED victims—then money becomes its creators’ avenger. Such looters believe it safe to rob defenseless men, once they’ve passed a law to disarm them. But their loot becomes the magnet for other looters, who get it from them as they got it. Then the race goes, not to the ablest at production, but to those most ruthless at brutality. When force is the standard, the murderer wins over the pickpocket. And then that society vanishes, in a spread of ruins and slaughter.

“Do you wish to know whether that day is coming? Watch money. Money is the barometer of a society’s virtue. When you see that trading is done, not by consent, but by compulsion—when you see that in order to produce, you need to obtain permission from men who produce nothing—when you see that money is flowing to those who deal, not in goods, but in favors—when you see that men get richer by graft and by pull than by work, and your laws don’t protect you against them, but protect them against you—when you see corruption being rewarded and honesty becoming a self-sacrifice—you may know that your society is doomed. Money is so noble a medium that it does not compete with guns and it does not make terms with brutality. It will not permit a country to survive as half-property, half-loot.

“Whenever destroyers appear among men, they start by destroying money, for money is men’s protection and the base of a moral existence. Destroyers seize gold and leave to its owners a counterfeit pile of paper. This kills all objective standards and delivers men into the arbitrary power of an arbitrary setter of values. Gold was an objective value, an equivalent of wealth produced. Paper is a mortgage on wealth that does not exist, backed by a gun aimed at those who are expected to produce it. Paper is a check drawn by legal looters upon an account which is not theirs: upon the virtue of the victims. Watch for the day when it becomes, marked: ‘Account overdrawn.’

“When you have made evil the means of survival, do not expect men to remain good. Do not expect them to stay moral and lose their lives for the purpose of becoming the fodder of the immoral. Do not expect them to produce, when production is punished and looting rewarded. Do not ask, ‘Who is destroying the world?’ You are.

“You stand in the midst of the greatest achievements of the greatest productive civilization and you wonder why it’s crumbling around you, while your damning its life-blood—money. You look upon money as the savages did before you, and you wonder why the jungle is creeping back to the edge of your cities. Throughout men’s history, money was always seized by looters of one brand or another, but whose method remained the same: to seize wealth by force and to keep the producers bound, demeaned, defamed, deprived of honor. That phrase about the evil of money, which you mouth with such righteous recklessness, comes from a time when wealth was produced by the labor of slaves—slaves who repeated the motions once discovered by somebody’s mind and left unimproved for centuries. So long as production was ruled by force, and wealth was obtained by conquest, there was little to conquer. Yet through all the centuries of stagnation and starvation, men exalted the looters, as aristocrats of the sword, as aristocrats of birth, as aristocrats of the bureau, and despised the producers, as slaves, as traders, as shopkeepers—as industrialists.

“To the glory of mankind, there was, for the first and only time in history, a COUNTRY OF MONEY—and I have no higher, more reverent tribute to pay to America, for this means: a country of reason, justice, freedom, production, achievement. For the first time, man’s mind and money were set free, and there were no fortunes-by-conquest, but only fortunes-by-work, and instead of swordsmen and slaves, there appeared the real maker of wealth, the greatest worker, the highest type of human being—the self-made man—the American industrialist.

“If you ask me to name the proudest distinction of Americans, I would choose—because it contains all the others—the fact that they were the people who created the phrase ‘to MAKE money.’ No other language or nation had ever used these words before; men had always thought of wealth as a static quantity—to be seized, begged, inherited, shared, looted, or obtained as a favor. Americans were the first to understand that wealth has to be created. The words ‘to make money’ hold the essence of human morality.

“Yet these were the words for which Americans were denounced by the rotted cultures of the looters’ continents. Now the looters’ credo has brought you to regard your proudest achievements as a hallmark of shame, your prosperity as guilt, your greatest men, the industrialists, as blackguards, and your magnificent factories as the product and property of muscular labor, the labor of whip-driven slaves, like the pyramids of Egypt. The rotter who simpers that he sees no difference between the power of the dollar and the power of the whip, ought to learn the difference on his own hide-as, I think, he will.

“Until and unless you discover that money is the root of all good, you ask for your own destruction. When money ceases to be the tool by which men deal with one another, then men become the tools of men. Blood, whips and guns—or dollars. Take your choice—there is no other—and your time is running out.”

A Lyrical Inspiration

By Fionndamnh

Once upon a time I was a member of a poetry club.  I wrote poetry, read other peoples poetry and in general had a good time each Sunday in a coffee shop now out of business in downtown New London.

Once I shared the following set of lyrics with the head of the poetry club who subsequently tore it apart as being bad poetry.  Perhaps he was right, perhaps he was wrong, but never the less when I heard these words delivered in the song from which they come I found a great deal of personal inspiration.

The words I am speaking of are by a math metal rock group knowin as System of a Down, and they come from their Toxcicity CD.  The song is called Aerials and here are the words:

Life is a waterfall,
We’re one in the river,
And one again after the fall.

Swimming through the void
We hear the word,
We loose ourselves,
But we find it all?
Cause we are the ones that want to play,
Always want to go,
But you never want to stay,
And we are the ones that want to choose,
Always want to play,
But you never want to lose.
Aerials, in the sky,
When you lose small mind,
You free your life.
Life is a waterfall,
We drink from the river,
Then we turn around and put up our walls.

Swimming through the void
We hear the word,
We lost ourselves,
But we find it all?

Cause we are the ones that want to play,
Always want to go,
But you never want to stay,

And we are the ones that want to choose,
Always want to play,
But you never want to lose.

Aerials, in the sky,
When you lose small mind,
You free your life.
Aerials, so up high,
When you free your eyes,
Eternal prize.
Aerials, in the sky,
When you lose small mind,
You free your life.
Aerials, so up high,
When you free your eyes,
Eternal prize.

Why you might ask do I find these words so meaningful? Well I can only say what they mean to me and how I found them instructive.


Life is a waterfall,
We’re one in the river,
And one again after the fall.

Waterfalls to me connote a slow change or transformation.  Water is often associated with the womb, or the well of creation.  In the beginning we are all aware of the fact that we are all one, and in the end we will remember this once again.  I am reminded of the void mentioned briefly in Genesis of the Christian Bible, but probably more eloquently put by John C. Lilly in his essay “Before the Beginning“.

But what happens in the mean time? 

We drink from the well of creation, and then begin to put up our walls.  We forget that we are all one, and begin to think of ourselves as individal separate entities, grasping, consuming, and trying to build up our own brand of organization, accumulating ever greater numbers of monads in our private little empires of ego and delusion.  All the while forgetting that ours may not be the ideal configuration for every mondad in the Universe. 

Ultimately as Friedrich Nietzsche puts it: “the center does not hold”.  Eventually the empire collapses, and death and decay follows.  The empire whether it be a tiny protozoa or a global corporation, dissolves because of the increasing dissatisfaction of the monads that make up the empire.  Each of them senses in it’s own way that all is not bliss in Smallville.

The rest of the song simply reinforces the idea that letting go is important to salvation (per se).  Letting go of beliefs that do not satisfy, letting go of life when it no longer serves you to be alive, letting go of material things when the accumulation of those things causes destruction of the very things that sustain your ability to live.  Letting go.

I always listen to this song when I find myself clinging too much to things because in some way it helps me to let go. 

Check it out and see if it doesn’t help you do the same.

 Bright Blessings